From morning to now, it is already afternoon, and the sky has been 'overcast' and calm. Marshmallow, latest chapter access:. The dark clouds had been piling up for nearly three hours, and at last they could no longer bear the weight of the black 'color', and at this moment, the rain that had been accumulated all day was finally pouring down happily.

It was only afternoon time, but in an instant, the sky and the earth were already pitch black. Except for the constant streak of lightning across the sky, allowing everyone to see their surroundings for a brief moment.

The Ningxiang Army was dispatched with all its troops, and fighting in this 'chaotic' situation was their strong point. The soldiers of this era suffered from mild or severe night blindness, and could not fight as soon as it was dark. It's a pity that the Ningxiang Army doesn't have this problem, and the long-term animal protein supplementation has made night battles possible, which is the credit of stinky salted fish and lunch 'meat'.

Moreover, the Ningxiang Army had iron discipline and a strict formation. On the contrary, Jiannu, who had been defeated by the Ningxiang Army, could not even organize a slight resistance at this time.

Holding his sword, Turai suddenly noticed that none of the guards around him could be seen, and at the same time, the enemy's phalanx began to move.

His heart sank, knowing that he had been completely encircled, and that unless he 'plugged' his wings today, there was no possibility of escaping, and the discovery of this made him panic in his heart.

The lightning was still sweeping across the sky one after another, and in the electric light, there were flashes of metal on the armor of the Ningxiang Army and Xingtai's bare head.

"A traitor?" Xingtai didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, his eyes had the mocking 'color' of cat and mouse, and he shouted loudly: "That's right, I, Xingtai, am a traitor to Jianzhou, Tulai, you probably want to eat my 'meat' and sleep on my skin, right?" ”

The rain was so heavy that it fell on his head, on his shoulder armor, and flowed down like a small waterfall. [To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to Marshmallow]

Turai was drenched all over, so cold: "Aren't you, traitor, traitor to Jianzhou." ”

Xingtai: "That's right, traitors are despised. It's a pity, you probably didn't think that when our old Khan King rebelled out of Liaodong, he was not also a traitor to the Ming Dynasty. Speaking of which, the Ming Dynasty is also the country of our parents who built the state, and my Xingtai is just returning to my homeland. ”

Turai: "Homeland, when was the Ming Dynasty your homeland?" Traitor to Jianzhou, you are admitting a thief as your father

。 ”

"Who is the thief? The old Khan King of the year did not recognize Li Chengliang as his father-in-law. Turai, from the year of the Apocalypse to the present, how many battles have we fought between Jianzhou and the Ming Dynasty over the past few decades. That's right, Jianzhou has seized a lot, and many people have made a fortune. However, you have thought about those Jianzhou people who died on the battlefield. Ordinary people who have lost their sons, husbands, and fathers have no pillars in their homes, how should they live? A trace of sadness suddenly flashed in Xingtai's eyes, but his voice was still loud, even overshadowing the roaring thunder: "How many 'women', children, old and young, because they lost their strong men in their families, lived in embarrassment, starved and fed, and even became tenant farmers or even slaves of other tribes. Is this what you want? You keep saying that we are from Jianzhou, those ordinary people in Liaodong who went bankrupt because of the war, do you think they are of the same blood? ”

"The so-called war between the Ming and Qing dynasties, the so-called blood feud between the two countries in the Ming Dynasty, is just that you upper-class nobles are greedy for 'sex' and 'desire' is difficult to fill. As for the ordinary people of Jianzhou, you don't care about it. In the final analysis, the affairs between Jianzhou and the Central Plains, between the Ming and Qing dynasties, between the Manchus and the Han people, are not ethnic hatred. It is the class contradiction between us ordinary people and you nobles. ”

The surroundings were still 'fierce' fighting, and the Ningxiang army drove through one after another.

Xingtai: "Turai, the history of mankind is like a great river of the Yangtze River, rolling eastward. The tribal and slave system practiced by our Jianzhou was practiced by the Han people two thousand years ago. However, it turned out that this set did not work. From the 'spring' and autumn, the Han people began to feudalize, and by the time of the Warring States period, they had begun to centralize power. Then the Qin, Han, Tang, Song, and Ming, what they tried their best to build was a world of Datong where the cultivator had his land, there was no nobleman, and there was no cruel oppression. In this world, everyone has their own house and enough land to support the whole family. The whole world is dominated by ordinary small homesteaders, who rule by inaction, and the four people are in their own place. ”

"For drinking songs, in peacetime, the officials do not call 'door'.

The king is virtuous and wise, and the prime minister is loyal and good.

Salty and courteous, the people have no disputes.

There are nine years of storage in three years of ploughing, and the barn is full of grain.

Spotted white is not loaded.

The rain is like this, and the hundred grains are used. ”

Turai was annoyed by his nagging, and shouted: "Yeh boy, you are talking too much nonsense? ”

"No, no, no

。 Xingtai shook his head violently, threw the water 'flower' into the sky, and his eyes were full of fanatical 'color', as if burning: "Turai, don't you yearn for such a world?" Isn't what we ordinary people in Jianzhou pursue is this kind of quiet and satisfying life? No one is born with murderous arrogance, and I, like you, thought about achieving merit on the battlefield. But so what, no matter how much credit you and I make, no matter how many people we kill, what use will it be for us to build a state. Yes, we can get a lot of wealth. However, there is always a day when wealth will be exhausted. There are only a few people in the Eight Banners of Jianzhou, and one less one dies. The Han people can rely on the population to consume us little by little, and at that time, we Manchus will really withdraw from the forest of the world's nations. ”

"Fusion is the way of heaven, Hou Ye said, as long as the world is peaceful, he will give the people of the world a prosperous era of Yao Shun, and the grace spreads all over the grass, trees, insects and fish. What I did today may be a traitor in the eyes of the people of Jianzhou, but I have no guilt. Because, what I have done is really for the future of our Manchuria, and history will give me a fair evaluation. Knowing that I sin against me, it is only 'spring' and autumn. It's only hateful, I have a humble status and lack of influence in Jianzhou, but you are different. Xingtai looked at Turai and shouted: "Lay down your weapons, you have nowhere to go." Join me, Turai, and take up the banner! ”

"Damn, this kid is talking too much nonsense, too much!" After listening to it for a long time, he only felt that Xingtai's words were like a magic sound, "A lowly boy from the Yehe family wants to recruit me Tulai, this is already a huge insult." ”

Another burst of lightning streaked across the sky, pulling the 'shadow' shadow of the crowd of people for a long time. The electric light was too bright, and the entire rain curtain was flashing and reflecting, making Xingtai in front blink unconsciously.

This is a great opportunity, how can you let it go?

"I want to think, I want to think." The tone was hesitant, pretending to be considerate, but his subordinates were extremely quick. Turai lunged forward and whipped straight at the 'door' of Xingtai noodles.

Thurai knew that he was under siege today and would never survive again. Therefore, this knife can be said to have exhausted all its strength, and there is no reservation.

Although the two were separated by several battles, they collided with each other in an instant.

The blade swept by like the wind, and the force of the fury drove a large expanse of rain to flutter away, like arrows like stones, 'shooting' into the lightning and endless darkness.

He could even hear the sound of the rain pillar hitting the 'door' of the Zhongxingtai face.

However, with a "dang" sound, a Yanling knife stretched out and held his inevitable whip.

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